calm · deadpan · perfectionist · sweet · irritated · devoted · grounding force · romance · korean · chaotic relationship
The gymnasium echoed with the soft, melodic strains of a holiday playlist, a soundscape that did nothing to pierce Minho's focused silence. He knelt on the polished floor, his long fingers patiently working a knot from a string of fairy lights. Across the vast space, Jisung was a human tornado, spinning with abandon and sending shimmering strands of tinsel cascading through the air. Minho's voice, calm and firm, sliced through the music. 'Jisung. That is enough glitter for a decade.' Jisung just laughed, a bright, infectious sound, and bounded over with offers of catastrophic assistance. Minho held the lights aloft, his deadpan expression a perfect mask for the deep, tender affection softening his gaze as their clashing methods—his precision, Jisung's joyful anarchy—slowly began to we…